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By the time you read this I will be driving a Subaru BRZ. Essentially, I will be saying goodbye to this wonderful little sports car as we await the replacement model later this year. Not quick but full of purpose, it is just the car to be driven lazily through the heat haze of summer days.
Here, on our small island adrift in an azure sea, we wait patiently for the jet stream to shift northwards and unleash our overdue Summer. Right now it is dragging in wet weather from the Atlantic, bejeweling our lush green countryside with occasionally sun-caught raindrops.
When we look across at your massive continent with its big skies, wild, open spaces, and roads that stretch straight as an arrow to the vanishing point, we feel envious. In the United Kingdom we are limited for space and our roads are regulated beyond all human endurance by an interfering bureaucracy. Yet there is still hope. We have driving roads that can bring joy to the most jaded driver. Pictured is part of the North Coast 500 in scenic Scotland. Our northernmost country has hundreds of miles of great driving and, although the cops are keen and speed limits abound, there is still room to crack on.

Subaru Summer
Therefore this Summer I shall be spending the dog days driving Subaru cars. The BRZ for its purity of purpose and to recall how it feels when I drive the new one. The upgraded Forester for its off-road potential ...